"Uh... Thanks?" Said Taylor, as Jeremiah ranted.

"-With a rusty fork up his a- Wait, you said something?"

"I said thanks." Repeated Taylor. "And I'd ask what you were talking about, but I don't think I want to know."

There was silence for a second.

"Also, what's with the hat?" She asked.

Jeremiah sighed, his ridiculous hat swaying in the wind. "It's... A long story."

"It looks like you're carrying a boulder on top of your head."

"I know."

"Why do you wear it?"

"It's stuck." Jeremiah moaned mournfully. "I can't get it off."

Despite laughing internally, Taylor managed to keep a façade of calm.

"So..." Began Jeremiah. "You came here before you were meant to... How about this. Since I'm here, I'll teach you some Pyromancy before I go."

"Pyromancy?" Asked Taylor.

"I'll teach you how to set things on fire with your mind." Replied Jeremiah.

Taylor grinned.

"Oh?" Questioned Solaire.

"Seriously man, how do I throw lightening?" Asked Jack. "How do you do it?"

Solaire tilted his head. "How... Do I... Throw lightening? Isn't that like asking how to breath?"

Jack resisted the urge to stab him. "How do I do it?" He asked, teeth gritted.

Solaire tiled his head in the other direction. "You... Throw lightening..."

"How?" Jack screamed.

"I just... Like this?"

Solaire made a throwing motion, and a nearby gargoyle statue was hit by his Lightening Spear.

Jack stared. "That doesn't help me at all." He said, as Solaire did his mandatory Praising of the Sun.

Once he had finished making the gesture, Solaire turned back to Jack. "Maybe you are simply too low on faith?"

"This isn't going to turn into an attempt to convert me to your religion, is it?"

Solaire shook his head. "No, I-"

And then they were interrupted by one of the gargoyle statues coming to life and hitting them with an axe.

Taylor stared at her hand.

"I'm on fire." She said, flatly.

"It's just a Pyromancy Flame." Explained Jeremiah. "You use it to use Pyromancies."

"What happened to setting things on fire with my mind?"

"Huh?"

"My hand isn't my mind."

"Never mind." Said Jeremiah, passing her a scroll. "Here, read this."

"...Fireball?"

"No, not here." Said Jeremiah. "At the Bonfire there. Reading the first sentence will Attune the magic, letting you cast it a few times. Resting at a bonfire will reset your casts."

"That seems like it could be easily abusable." Said Taylor.

"There's limits." Explained Jeremiah. "Each scroll can only be Attune once at a time, and you can only Attune so many things at a time."

Taylor shrugged, and sat at the Bonfire. Getting out the scroll, she began reading.

"Burn, baby, burn. Burn, baby, burn. Burn, baby, burn."

The flame on her hand flared, and Taylor stood up.

"So... Like this?" She said, throwing a fireball.

Jeremiah waited a moment, then looked up to confirm that, yes, she had indeed hit his hat.

Jack sighed.

"Solaire? Mind passing me my heart?"

"In a second." Groaned the warrior of Sunlight, as the gargoyle slammed him into the ground.

The Hellkite Dragon sighed, and then flew at the gargoyle, tackling it into a wall.

Solaire stood up, and picked up the blood-soaked shape in front of Jack.

"That's a rock." Said Jack.

Solaire looked on the ground, searching.

"There's nothing else here." He said.

"It's there." Said Jack. "It's just two sizes too small."

Jack picked up a pebble-sized thing on the ground, accidentally crushing it. Jack sighed.

"This is going... Poorly."

Then a second gargoyle came to life and set them on fire.

"Well..." Began Jeremiah, as his hat burnt.

"Don't say it." Taylor interrupted.

"At least things can't get any worse." He said.

"You said it." She moaned.

Darkwraith B3773r7 |-|3|\| '/0U| \|00BZ Has Invaded.

"Where did that voice come from?" Asked Taylor.

Jeremiah didn't answer, on accounts of being dead.

"Git Gud, Scrub." Said a Red Phantom, which then proceeded to start dual-wielding swords longer then Taylor was.

"He just had to say it." She sighed.

"Well, they're dead." Said Jack. "Now what?"

Solaire considered this for a while. "Why not Ring the Bells of Awakening? It would give you something to do while you wait for the return of your companion."

Jack blinked. "Bells of what now?"

"There's two bells." Explained Solaire. "One in Undead Parish, the other in Blighttown. That's all the information that people are given, usually. I think the Undead Parish Bell is on top of that church."

Jack thought on that. "I don't like the sound of this Blighttown place." He said.

"It's worse then it sounds."

"...Don't you mean 'Better?'"

"No."

There was silence for a while, before Jack shrugged. "Sure, why not? Everyone needs a hobby."

Little did Jack know that he had just agreed to go on a journey that would involve countless deaths, tears of frustration and a trip through Blighttown.

Well, he knew about that last part, but no-one ever expects Blighttown to be as bad as it is.

Taylor was running for the crow, while the Invader walked at her.

There wasn't much point in fighting it. Her attempts at throwing fireballs had resulted in the Invader laughing it off.

So her only hope was to get to the crow, while running from the invincible death-machine.

At one point, she had managed to fool the Phantom into falling into the room with the demon in it, but, as Taylor paused to catch her breath, the demons head was thrown out of the pit, followed by the Invader himself.

So the crow was a good plan.

Eventually, after the Invader cut off her arm, Taylor jumped off the cliff, the giant crow catching her as she fell.

Breathing a sigh in relief, Taylor turned back to look at the Red Phantom, who was stabbing into thin air for some rea-

Taylor's line of thought was cut off as she was Lagstabbed, her blood painting the crow bright red.

"Lol. Git Gud, Noob."